you looked like in crack!
you seemed stoned to death
you looked stunning amazing in those skinny pants
everything you do seemed right
it was a good show
you made it to the top
im glad you are having the time of your life
and you better be!!
it was so nice getting to know you
im still missing you every morning in my life
every glimpse of you
talking to me without saying a word
advising me carefully without opening your mouth
im sad im still dont know what to do with my life
i regret we didnt get to exchange our lives complete stories
even though i know you tried
i wanted to sound right to you
i didnt know what words to use
im still unsure
and i miss you every morning
your smile painting my notebooks with your name
i dont wanna introduce you to the real me yet
the weight is too heavy to carry
you are too innocent indeed
you are more fragile than me perhaps
you didnt have to do what ive done
and you wont have to
i just wanna protect you from the dangerous outside view
you can stay there where you are
like i always remember youll be
and only God will provide me munitions
till the end of this civil war inside my body
that keeps telling me to put my hands up
with a white flag of surrender
we'll see
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